“Let me ruin my body and relationships so once I’m sentenced do feel sorry and cry for me.”
When the time comes where the crowd goes it is nothing but on you to keep going.
If life is a teacher to the student then why is it that nobody is showing up in town with notepads & pens attached to their hands; skipping, failing, repeating—expelling.
So much for a corrupted and patronizing system that violates the safety and peace of mind of the intentionally honest citizen. That is, trust no one.
Once upon a time, yesterday, I stumbled upon a stunned mosquito in the living room. They were on their back fluttering their wings trying to survive, to get back on their
legs, to live for one more day. With all the almighty power of a human being I released them outside and when it was time to forget about it; I sensed, “Thank you.”
Humankind sinned and therefore was punished for eating a free, natural and healthy food apple; laryngeal prominence, or any one’s definition.
The weak version of the rebel.
Stranger: Let’s laugh, because I don’t have a mustache.
Me: What I was thinking, let’s ask your wife.
Be wary of the lies told about me for these lay out the facts that those mouths do not know me; be wary of the million faces from the dumps, they would never be an invitee—watch—at any dinner party with me.
“No nail clipping after midnight,” hushes the neighbor and that’s what I thought.